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MONK ADJUSTED MY TIE - I ASKED HIM WHY EVERYTHING HAD TO BE STRAIGHT - HE SAID, 'WAIT, I'LL TELL YOU WHY THAT THE STARS ARE ORDERED IN THE SKY AND BIRDS NEED TWO WINGS WHEN THEY FLY, TO PLACES ARRANGED BY GOD BEFOREHAND, NORTH AND SOUTH BEFORE THEY LAND, THOSE PICTURES ON THE WALL SHOULD NOT MOVE AT ALL AND WHEN I MAKE LOVE, SOMEONE'S WATCHING ME FROM ABOVE, NOTHING IS RANDOM SO COME ON AND BE A REGULAR GUY - THE TEARS DROP EVENLY WHEN I CRY FOR THIS IS A MUST - NEARLY EVERYTHING OUT THERE I NEED TO ADJUST.'
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
BE STRAIGHT WITH ME
MONK ADJUSTED MY TIE - I ASKED HIM WHY EVERYTHING HAD TO BE STRAIGHT - HE SAID, 'WAIT, I'LL TELL YOU WHY THAT THE STARS ARE ORDERED IN THE SKY AND BIRDS NEED TWO WINGS WHEN THEY FLY, TO PLACES ARRANGED BY GOD BEFOREHAND, NORTH AND SOUTH BEFORE THEY LAND, THOSE PICTURES ON THE WALL SHOULD NOT MOVE AT ALL AND WHEN I MAKE LOVE, SOMEONE'S WATCHING ME FROM ABOVE, NOTHING IS RANDOM SO COME ON AND BE A REGULAR GUY - THE TEARS DROP EVENLY WHEN I CRY FOR THIS IS A MUST - NEARLY EVERYTHING OUT THERE I NEED TO ADJUST.'
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
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